Macho Man From Despicable Me Novels & Stories

His question made Alessia a little confused. "I'm new here, my name is Adira" After nodding his head the man stood up. Now Alessia could see the man more clearly. His firm jaw, tanned skin, sharp eyebrows, thin pink lips and a body that is somewhat larger than Alessia made her wonder why a man as dashing as this could lose against thugs? "I'm Damon, thanks for helping me." Alessia smiled and shook her head. "No problem, glad I could help," the two were silent for a few seconds then Damon spoke again,

At this moment, the most important thing for her was to be free from the psychopath man in front of her. “Who’s that?” asked the man staring sharply at Virando and Sumico. Looking at Virando, he could vaguely recognize the young, handsome, strong man with his tall, white, sturdy and muscular body in front of him. Because he was still in the middle of the humans in the humans-world, he didn’t dare to act out so blindly and carelessly.

Their immoral banter was cut short by a masculine voice coming from the right staircase. They both looked up to see a bald, muscular man coming down the stairs. He had small eyes, a tiny pointed nose, adorable pink lips, and a perfect, model-like jawline. He also wore a shirt that exposed his biceps and an expensive pair of trousers, clearly indicating that he was no average person. "Asmo, the devil in the flesh!" the man screamed as he spotted Asmodeus. "Johnny Saint, the living legend of our time," Asmo replied. They walked toward each other, sharing a brotherly hug and a classic handshake.

He froze immediately. He looked over and saw a rather good-looking middle-aged man with a tall and slim figure dressed in a suit. The man held a wine glass in his hand and swirled it slowly. His complexion was ghastly pale without the color of blood, making him appear like a vampire who had just walked out of a movie. On the other hand, he was a 5S-class transhuman from Yingland as well! Johansson’s eyes glistened once when he saw the man. He immediately showed some dread and he did not have the courage to engage the Yingland transhuman easily.

I knew that because the drive to the city with Rollins didn't take that much time. "Are you ready to climb on?" Teo asked me "Wait, don't tell me you are the ride!" I practically screamed at him. "What did you think?" he responded with a smirk as he ripped off his shirt. I watched a bit before looking away and backing him. To my ultimate surprise, May took off her clothes too, dropping them securely beside her, and then the bone crackling sound started. This time I didn't look away; I turned to Teo, watching him transform into an animal far bigger than his human form. How the hell does this stuff work?

Then, the few men behind me started to laugh while one of them spoke to me in broken English, “Hey, I heard that merman like your body.” I was surprised. I quickly smacked away the hand placed on my butt and looked at the man in disdain. He had a strong build and tan skin. The muscles on his arm were large and solid. He also had a full coat of chest hair. In my eyes, he looked as repulsive as a gorilla. I stared at him in disgust before I said, “What did you say? I can’t understand your crappy English.”

he whispered, his thumb now grazing my bottom lip. "How do you know my name and that I'm crying over a man?" I asked, my voice trembling. I'm telling you, this man was standing at a towering 6'4", his massive frame casting a shadow that swallowed me whole. His hair was styled in a perfect, dark pompadour, and his face was clean-shaven, highlighting a jawline that looked like it was carved from granite. His icy blue eyes were predatory, fixed on me with an intensity that made my knees weak.

the grey-eyed boss mused with a dark undertone in his voice. "Marcus is your student, Jacob. Am I right?" The man asked, facing Jacob. His elbows rested on his wide-opened thighs and his tattooed fingers were intertwined. "He's not my teacher-" Marcus was cut short as a solid punch landed on his face and he fell two feet away groaning in pain. His jawbone cracked as blood spilled out of his mouth. The tormentor wasn't human. He had inhuman powers and he was strong beyond comprehension. "Did I tell you to speak?" The boss hissed maliciously that the quivering man felt his heart coming to his mouth.

Sometimes, no one knows when I come in unless I go through the front door. "Boss. You're here!" Macho screamed when he saw me. He was called Macho for a not so obvious reason. He was slender and small but he'd always say he was macho on the Inside and was pretty daring. He earned his name. His real name was Marco though. "I want to be alone, no women. Just drinks." I said. He nodded and went off to get everything prepared.

There's someone in there. "Sharp ears, aye?" the man said. He walked into the light where I could see him outside the cage. He leaned his arms on the bar and he's eating crunchy nuts. He's older in age, taller, quite bald with a moon tattoo on his left head, and looks intimidating. "You're Mraz?" "I am. We finally meet, the last silver wolf."